To remember is real. To imagine is nothing That's silly... Most of the things people say they remember they only imagine anyways

How can we ever know what's true? We can't. That's what I figured out a long time ago. So you don't believe in anything? I believe in everything that seems tru…

We all choose our own teachers, don't we? I wonder if our choice of teacher shows anything about what our lives will be

[He] never claims to know what he doesn't know. When he's unsure, he says so. When he's sure, he's always right

I'm always fascinated by the way memory diffuses fact.

Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories.

No, by God, it is false! It wasn't a minuet that we stepped; it was a prison - a prison full of screaming hysterics, tied down so that they might not outsound …